Arc V Chapter 8

Arc V Chapter 8

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Arc V Chapter 8

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Danzo was dismayed. Hours passed, yet they remained bogged down in an unproductive discussion. Fu, Torune, Sai provided sparse information at best. They were going in circles.

“...” Danzo pinched his nose in desperation. “And what about poisoning her?” He hoped for a lucky shot. He waited for a reply, and waited, and waited, and waited.

“...” Fu and Torune exchanged looks before Torune, the domestic toxin expert, took the word. He rarely spoke. “Unlikely to succeed in our opinion, Danzo-sama. We already tested a variety non lethal doses on her. We put them into her morning tea to test her resistance. The results were disappointing. The poison showed no visible effects besides a bitter after taste. We must assume that she has probably developed a poison resistance like the majority of high ranking ninja thanks to her high chakra level.”

“...” Danzo clicked his tongue. “What about a sneak attack?” Next try.

Fu shook his head. “Possible, but difficult. Her reflexes and perception are both exceptional, which renders any kind of sneak attack exceedingly difficult. We have to strike when her guard is down, when carelessness gets the better of her. That would be our opportunity, but such moments are rare ...”

“I see.” Danzo folded his hands. What is your opinion, Sai?” His attention turned to his trusted disciple.

Sai chose his words carefully. “Asami is undoubtedly a gifted kunoichi, an enemy beyond our capabilities. She is well versed in ninjutsu. Especially, when it comes to katon. Despite some deficiencies in the technical and aesthetic department, her kenjutsu and taijutsu are both excellent. Asami possesses vast chakra reserves and the necessary staying power to use them to their fullest. And to make things worse, her shields grant her extraordinary defensive capabilities. Asami is a powerful kunoichi without glaring weaknesses. Both her offence and her defence are strong. I fear that we can only defeat her through superior numbers and by sheer attrition. Any victory will be a costly one.”

“...”Danzo fell silent. Sai confirmed his fears. Asami was one of these juggernauts, invincible unless you drowned them in blood. But didn't have the necessary number of bodies for an attrition strategy. He hardly had a battalion’s worth of Root ANBU under his command.

The door slammed open and all eyes turned.

There she was. In person. Asami entered the room, dressed in her wrinkled satin pyjama, her perfect hair messy and chaotic, her hands hidden by her long sleeves. Their little princess had clearly overslept.

Asami strolled across the room, a chocolate muffin stuffed in her mouth, her improvised breakfast. “Iamamhere. Juststwaiwaiwaitatatmomomomenenent.”

“...” Fumihiko blinked. His brain ceased to work. He didn't understand the world. Even Tsume's dog looked confused.

Asami greedily devoured her muffin like a hamster without a hint of shame, or guilt. As if she hadn't made them wait for a small eternity. It was then that she turned her attention to them, clapping her hands. “My apologies, it appears that I am a tiny bit late today. I encountered a variety of complications that prevented ... my timely arrival. Fortunately, you were in reliable hands with Fumihiko. He is my trusted subordinate, which saves us a lot of time.”

Asami inspected the map behind her. It was a tactical map of Konoha. “Fumihiko, how much time do we have left?”

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“15 minutes, I guess.”

Asami rejoiced. “Excellent, 15 minutes are plenty.”

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